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My "Ea" Series: Chapter III. The Great Music of Creation (continuation - 3)
In a clash of wrath that disobeyed
and unholiest display of power,
Melkor, in the dawn of early decay,
was rather deluded like a coward.
Angrily, the Ainur lost his vision,
passionate about his part,
he forgot it was Divinest Reason
that determined the heart.
Melkor tried so desperate to win.
The first ignition of eternal hatred,
yet is was a lesson, original sin,
for all would return to the Sacred.
So the first attempt was chatter,
prolonging the tones of the song,
yet every time he tried to alter
it, his deepening went wrong.
For every time his fellow spirits
fell for the sake of his verbal abuse,
they indeed failed challenged wits,
yet was it Melkor's idea or whose?
The throne of Eru shattered imperious,
when Melkor deviated once again.
His forgiving face was absolutely serious,
predicting their prolonged and utter pain.
And when Melkor thrice misused,
he got smashed by Thrinitary Law,
for Ero was One and Melkor accused,
Judged by the atom's own know-how.
The Iluvatar stood up with authority,
with a friendly smile like the Father he was,
he raised his hand upward with seniority,
and All Life knew that only He could cause.
Melkor rebelled like an electric guitar,
sowing discord among all known sounds,
rather like a shriek of death at war,
or a prisoner with electrocuted wounds.
He soared like a vortex in the ocean,
deepest sound yet ending in vain,
and whilst he was dying in that motion,
Eru poured him with some rain,
straight into the substance Melkor had borrowed,
as if to show him all Life began in his Flame,
Melkor struggled like there was no tomorrow,
yet Eru simply resonated, ending his bane.
Eru then uttered the Ultimate Music,
the only one capable of newer notes,
Whoever heard it, never got used to it,
its profundity - a meaningful antidote.
Undeniable jurisdiction, indeed.
Nothing could happen, lest he allowed it.
And all - to satiate Eru's need
for Creative development: never without it.
Would it matter, if we didn't progress?
Yet even Melkor at pain in the trials,
for if we listen, it always manifests
in harmony, yet our deeds are biased.
The angels who fell back then,
all the Elohim of forms,
would regain - but the pain?
Let's listen, when he warns.
Eru, in his holiest command,
spoke without accepting excuse,
and all who were there to expand,
innerly knew all would be used,
for the greater glory of his good,
even the most vicious deeds,
the ones trapped in delusion sued,
yet for something he'd need.
And Eru Iluvatar uttered the word:
"Mighty are the Ainur, and mightiest among them is Melkor; but that he may know, and all the Ainur, that I am Ilúvatar, those things that ye have sung, I will show them forth, that ye may see what ye have done. And thou, Melkor, shalt see that no theme may be played that hath not its uttermost source in me, nor can any alter the music in my despite. For he that attempteth this shall prove but mine instrument in the devising of things more wonderful, which he himself hath not imagined.'" - This is a Tolkien quote.
and unholiest display of power,
Melkor, in the dawn of early decay,
was rather deluded like a coward.
Angrily, the Ainur lost his vision,
passionate about his part,
he forgot it was Divinest Reason
that determined the heart.
Melkor tried so desperate to win.
The first ignition of eternal hatred,
yet is was a lesson, original sin,
for all would return to the Sacred.
So the first attempt was chatter,
prolonging the tones of the song,
yet every time he tried to alter
it, his deepening went wrong.
For every time his fellow spirits
fell for the sake of his verbal abuse,
they indeed failed challenged wits,
yet was it Melkor's idea or whose?
The throne of Eru shattered imperious,
when Melkor deviated once again.
His forgiving face was absolutely serious,
predicting their prolonged and utter pain.
And when Melkor thrice misused,
he got smashed by Thrinitary Law,
for Ero was One and Melkor accused,
Judged by the atom's own know-how.
The Iluvatar stood up with authority,
with a friendly smile like the Father he was,
he raised his hand upward with seniority,
and All Life knew that only He could cause.
Melkor rebelled like an electric guitar,
sowing discord among all known sounds,
rather like a shriek of death at war,
or a prisoner with electrocuted wounds.
He soared like a vortex in the ocean,
deepest sound yet ending in vain,
and whilst he was dying in that motion,
Eru poured him with some rain,
straight into the substance Melkor had borrowed,
as if to show him all Life began in his Flame,
Melkor struggled like there was no tomorrow,
yet Eru simply resonated, ending his bane.
Eru then uttered the Ultimate Music,
the only one capable of newer notes,
Whoever heard it, never got used to it,
its profundity - a meaningful antidote.
Undeniable jurisdiction, indeed.
Nothing could happen, lest he allowed it.
And all - to satiate Eru's need
for Creative development: never without it.
Would it matter, if we didn't progress?
Yet even Melkor at pain in the trials,
for if we listen, it always manifests
in harmony, yet our deeds are biased.
The angels who fell back then,
all the Elohim of forms,
would regain - but the pain?
Let's listen, when he warns.
Eru, in his holiest command,
spoke without accepting excuse,
and all who were there to expand,
innerly knew all would be used,
for the greater glory of his good,
even the most vicious deeds,
the ones trapped in delusion sued,
yet for something he'd need.
And Eru Iluvatar uttered the word:
"Mighty are the Ainur, and mightiest among them is Melkor; but that he may know, and all the Ainur, that I am Ilúvatar, those things that ye have sung, I will show them forth, that ye may see what ye have done. And thou, Melkor, shalt see that no theme may be played that hath not its uttermost source in me, nor can any alter the music in my despite. For he that attempteth this shall prove but mine instrument in the devising of things more wonderful, which he himself hath not imagined.'" - This is a Tolkien quote.
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